Vicki Batman and What I’m working on: Book 2 *raising eyebrows saucily*

11 13 14 author photoThis past fall finally brought the publication of my fun, romantic comedy mystery, Temporarily Employed. When I wrote this book, I had a hard time selling it. I’d always classified my work as a romantic comedy mystery, but when a published author berated me in an elevator when I stumbled over the genre, I kept my mouth shut and said romance when anyone asked.

I was caught in a writing tidal wave when I penned Temporarily Employed TemporarilyEmployed_w8210_300and wanted to continue the adventures of my heroine and hero (Hattie Cooks and Detective Allan Charles Wellborn) in a second book, one I’ve entitled Temporarily Insane.

Hattie had lost the job she loved and to make ends meet, she took jobs. In Book One, she worked at an insurance company where she uncovered an embezzling scam tied to the murder of a former employee. In Book Two, she will work at an accounting firm where all the men she comes in contact with are knocked off.

Why temp jobs? Truthfully, I’d never worked at one. I’d done seasonal and part-time employment and perhaps that qualifies. Some jobs were based on “interesting” ones I’d held. Tee-hee, maybe even characters–in some remote fashion–resemble people I’d met. Trust me, no one could recognize themselves.

Temporarily Insane needs some major polishing over the next few months. I love Hattie and Allan and want to see my series move forward.

I also write short romantic comedy fiction. I have several stashed on my computer and shall be polishing one for a submission shortly.

Which goes to show, January will be a busy time for me.


Like some of her characters, award-winning author, Vicki Batman has worked a wide variety of jobs including lifeguard, ride attendant at an amusement park; a hardware store, department store, book store, antique store clerk; administrative assistant in an international real estate firm; and a general “do anything gal” at a financial services firm–the list is endless, giving her plenty of crazy material for her writing. 

Writing for several years, she has completed three manuscripts, written essays, and sold many short stories. She is a member of RWA and several writing groups and chapters. In 2004, she joined DARA and has served in many capacities, including 2009 President. DARA awarded her the Robin Teer Memorial Service Award in 2010. Most days begin with her hands set to the keyboard and thinking “What if??” 

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New job. New love. And murder. Desperate for cash to cover the basic necessities, Hattie Cooks takes a temporary job at Buy Rite insurance company where she uncovers an embezzling scam tied to the death of a former employee–the very one she replaced.



Pretty much covered the whole freakin’ day.

A blinding red-white, red-white strobe, reflected in my brand new Wrangler’s rearview mirror, seized my attention. The police. I tossed my hands skyward, ready to surrender. I shouldn’t have been too surprised. Like I’d commented this a.m. to my roommate, Jenny, “Today, anything’s possible.”

My Bad Day checklist included:

– Crappy job interview, one which might have provided desperately needed         income.

– Wore gut-busting panty hose on a hot day which had now worked past my         waist         and strangled my diaphragm.

– A barely blowing air conditioner indicated something had malfunctioned in         my new, fun car.

I stole another glance in the mirror, and with great reluctance, flipped the right turn indicator. My vehicle coasted to a stop on the shoulder of Boston Avenue in my hometown of Sommerville, a nice suburb located between two large cities. Four lanes of cars and trucks zipped by as I sat there where every single one of my family, friends, friends’ friends, and their friends—including Rat Fink Suzanne—would see a police vehicle positioned right behind mine. Gleefully, drivers would chant the “Ha-ha, got you, not me” ditty.

How embarrassing.

After killing the engine, I flopped back in the seat. Shooting the morons the finger was an idea. Nah. I’m too exhausted to care.

A litany of:  “No, not hiring.” “Just filled the position.” “You’re over qualified.” “You’re under qualified…” tornadoed through my head. Coupled with the intense job search through various outlets like the internet and completing numerous online employment applications, no wonder my body had been depleted of all life force.

Not even a breeze blew to take the edge off the unbearable summertime heat. Tangled wild trees and dry scrubby bushes banked the roadside. The grass had taken on a scorched look. Rolling down the driver’s window, I surveyed my surroundings. Nothing great. Nothing new.

I stole a glance in the side mirror at the policeman who strode purposefully along the shoulder. The gravel crunched under his boots. He looked huge, probably because his uniform, which appeared to be bulked with a bullet-proof vest, made him resemble a buffed-up superhero in size. Exceedingly intimidating.

Sigh. When things went wrong, they were really wrong.

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Vicki Batman and What I’m working on: Book 2 *raising eyebrows saucily* — 13 Comments

    • Good morning, Jana and Liz, and am happy to be here. So glad you like my excerpt. I’m supposed to be working, but it’s snowing and pretty…. getting distracted!

    • Thank you, Melissa! I know there are people who read only mysteries, only romantic suspense, only whatever. My book club selections has pushed me to read a variety of things, some of which I don’t like. However, I always feel I have benefited from reading them and from reading something whether it be good or bad. Thanks for visiting.

  1. Hi Vicki,

    I felt a kinship with you as I read how you were berated in an elevator by a published author. I hope you and that person were the only people in the elevator at the time. I had a similar experience at a writing group. There were only a couple of published authors as members. They agreed to listen to pitches for people attending a conference. Already nervous as this was only my second meeting with the group and I had never shared my writing with anyone, I managed to get through the pitch with only a couple of minor hiccups. The published author said I was wasting her time because my book was not a romance and was obviously an action adventure story written for teenage boys. She used harsher words but that was the gist of her comments. Here I thought I’d written a romance along the lines of the movie “Romancing The Stone.” Needless to say I never volunteered to share any of my writing after that and stayed with the group only until my membership year was up. Now, with hindsight, I should have realized that hers was only one opinion instead of letting it cause me to doubt myself.

    Sorry so wordy. I’m looking forward to reading “Temporarily Insane.”

    • Hi, Katherine! I also got a “why are you writing?” on a contest entry that made me cry. I reached out to my writing friends who coddled me and then, I determined no one will determine my destiny except for me. I hope I have been generous to new authors and can help rather than make them feel bad.

      Yes, I was the only one in the elevator with that author. And didn’t buy any of her work since. Harsh? Probably. But that is my choice as a reader.

      Good luck with your work and thank you!

  2. Ack, I hate that you have had that elevator experience! I SO wish everyone had a wonderful experience with published authors. However, I love your strength and determination, Vicki! Love ya!

    • Hi, Lani and love you too! Someday, we shall meet!!! The whole writing thing has taught me bunches and I have no regrets for that. Many challenges and I can do this!

    • Hi, Ilona! What if seems to work just fine in getting the story down and then I move around and edit from there. I think it is unexpected too!

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